Sterling lay peaceful for the moment. Their first act of appeasing lustful appetites had gone with ease, the girl just as eager and willing to please as he was willing to take what she offered.
The fingertips of one hand now caressed her bare back as she lay nuzzled close to him, asleep, her head on his chest. He would order dinner up to the room in a bit, but for now he was content to remain as he was.
By now the 'Angel, under cover of her old profession but having no true ties to such a hateful occupation, should surely have dropped anchor close in the harbor, but not too close. Soon the boat would be sent to collect him. He shifted slightly, the girl exhaling softly as he did, and reached for his watch. He still had hours to wait.